Okay, so today was pretty epic!
So, all day I've been running around like a headless chicken bumping into things.
- Worse possible nightmare which became reality? Some Indian Guy did a hit and run from the back of my dads car. But, because my dad is asian and smart, he somehow had amazing photographic memory and remembered that guy's face and rego plate number D: The guy was so stupid because he drove off and his bumper bit fell off ROFL (the accident was in front of our house so yeah) !!! yeah..... my neighbours saw it too. But nooooo i had to do all the talking and translations to the police officers......My dad was REALLY FUSSY! (read onto number 2 about asian parents). And afterwards, my dad went for a drive again around the block...AND surprise surprise, he saw the same indian guy :S at the petrol station! AND MY DAD STALKED HIM HOME!!!!! AND THEN my dad rushed back to my house. and dragged me to go to the indian guys house. FAR OUT. the house, truly represented Indian invasion in st albans. 5 CARS AT THAT HOUSE. the driver apparently wasnt there but left his car there....his friend however was there and was like "yo whatsup." URGHHH. reminded me so much of Mike, that indian stalker who stalked me at home and on the internet.. I was so annoyed because about 10 indians were talking in their language and about 6 vietnamese people were screaming in my ear. ROFL. fuck oath. both sides talked so fast! i got so confused translating that i actually talked to the Indians in Vietnamese at some stage and theyre like 'wtf'. . hmmm 3 Harmon avenue. feel free to stalk their house. my dad was so stubborn ! he demanded to see the driver which hit his car, but how was it possible if the driver wasnt at home? so he made a fuss and made me call the police again. and the police said that my dad shouldnt of approached that house prior to telling the police he's discovered the house . (DUH. have some patience, dad!) and the police officer said theyll call us back. yeah.....i hope the Indians car doesnt explode. its oil was leaking when i last saw it :L
- Okay, SO IDK if its just my parents...but my parents like to make a FUSS about every single thing (like wanting everything to be PERFECT and they think theyre right and are really stubborn to prove their point) and they expect you to know EVERYTHING. so like, my dad dropped me off at safeway so i can buy some pancake mix. and then he says he's gonna go to some asian grocery store to shop around. so here i am going "okay fair enough, where do i meet you?" . his response? : "YOU SHOULD KNOWWW. LOOK FOR ME!".... and then "BVROOOM BVRRROOOM " i am left deserted at Safeway. DO YOU GUYS KNOW HOW MANY asian grocery STORES ARE THERE ON ALFRIEDA STREET ST ALBANS?? and he expects me to look for him. oMG, i was so scared that id get in trouble for not finding him. so i was like GOING ON THIS ONE-MAN MARATHON ROFL. after i shopped, i ran down to the asian grocery store-packed street. and THERE WERE SO MANY GRANNY ASIAN PARENTS! which one was he? lol, BUT YEH. i found him..-.-" thats just one damn example.
- i THOUGHT MONKS WERE NICE ! lmao. Got dissed by the head monk...Well my dad did. for not being 'organised' the monk was so grumpyy. yeh i went to the temple today. WOW. MONKS HAVE LIVES TOO. :L some monk was listening to an ipod and dancing to it. i was like 'wow. that granny can shake some ass!' LOL. yes, i am pretty nooby at religious stuff. :L ...and idk if it was my fault or not but some of the monks were frowning when i pointed my camcorder at them LOL :D
So, thats enough for today. My pages template is sorter fixed. IF YOU DONT LIKE IT THEN KISS MY ASS,
LOL.
HUY TRAN ! I AM LOOKING FOR YOU. wanted you to come out with me and joseph tmr!
anyway
over and out
xoxoxo
thuy ny(tweenies) thi tran aka tanya
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